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lullaby
Smoke handled when its applied (Ayyee-Oooo)
I don't even know what I done made
But I know I just left the bank
And my pockets is filled with cash,

don't want
No stops, did it by myself until the album dropped, it's
All love to the game I'm playing till I drop

And I was free for a minute
You could

just spent 5000 on a coat
Threw a stack
At her face
No hesitation gave me her throat
Bitch I'm selfish
Everytime I needed help they was like nope

be the only one so sick so tired 

And I’m not the kind of man to run from a trial
But It’s hard to stand by and watch all the things they defile
As it

free
Remember yall asked Dollaboy why he chose me
He a real n**** man I swear he really knows me

My blessings is mines
Yea they mean you cant touch em

as it seems
You gon' have to face some obstacles see a lot of things
You gon' have to call some audibles please don't make a scene
Just make sure you got

man I know
If awful distraught, I just pick up and call
Say let's split us bottle I'm on
Seen a lot of problems, chips like Estrada
All we after since

Time to wake up
Put your fake face and a smile on
If you want the world, then lift the weight of what you piled on
Pretend to be the patient man that

And the shop fronts are bordered from despair and fear
With no chance of work and no signs of the old winding gear

One man knew a decade before
That the mines

chasing all the cheque
Ain't no doze by the sack
Go put it on the scale
Go put it on the mat
1-800 the spesh
Go throw it on the chest
Go throw it

at the snakes
Got damn man the top so spacious
Took Ls can’t fail no more
Imma real trapper need a scale on tour
Got what you need don’t fall for the greed
Young

don't call me up cause she knows I need help
And everyday I feel I'm trapped inside my head
Yeah I know I'm hanging by a single thread
Cause I'm a lost

the chant

I don't want to be another one
Taking it and
Hating it
Enslaved in it 
By the people that 
Created it 
I want to be the one that made a
Change in

you feel the heat on your face? 

If this was a fair fight
I would've won because I'm right
But you don't need excuses to rule

If I died tomorrow what

Hey, hey, stay sharp as fuck

Tell 'em, get that right and straighten that up

Fat Face, the man of hundred grand

Work the mic with precise

know, my darling, you left because of me
I'm sorry - so sorry. You know how I am, but do you still love me more than your new man? 
You don't have

the same, this trying game
Your absent taste, your silenced face

I don't wanna fall back down to pieces
Just a little shy of a broken heart
I don't wanna

A bottle full of red rum, I'm drinking till the last crumb or till I'm dead numb
But don't succumb, these pussies always seem to run
Cause life ain't

abundant yeah
well they want protection
but they don't want certification
(what happened jay?)a little boy got shot
a car commits a drive by
do we want this

't want you I want outies 
Walk in this bitch and get rowdy 
I laid it all on your face 
So How the fuck yo vision cloudy  yuh
 
She don't want love she

Yeah, yeah
This right here was written by Jordan
Jordan is a 17-year old girl from
A small town in Texas
And she wrote this love song
About her crush

they see
Is I don't got
A jet yet
Imma drop a project
That they soon will never forget
No abdicate procrastinate
Cuz this is Devils Advocate
Always had

hesitatin' to fear
Know she the one ain't no doubt in my mind
Now let me just make this shit clear
This shit here real baby just special to me
Don't know what

pearls
Hold on a sec
Toast over victories toast over checks yeah

Me I don't mind i got traces of the paper
Man I can not deny
I was counting up the acres